Baba majestically sits on the topmost throne, dressed in shining white and bestowing the Varabhaya Mudra. 

But the path to Him leads along various other thrones, all seemingly gigantic but limited in height. They lie sideways, emerging like poles along the path that leads to the last pole in the centre and at the end of the path. It is unlimited in height and greatest.

I walk on that path carrying in my bosom the love of kiirtan.